Emokew, my wonderful, readers! For those of you familiar with my former page, I'm going to come out and say it. It sucked pomegranate juice. And not the good kind with tons of Sweet 'N Low as a filling. Anyway, as a current college student, long-time party associate, and new-timer to the automobile industry, I'm... Continue Reading →

At some point, everyone feels pressure to match someone else's portrait of perfect. To be Miss Universe instead of the woman who kept Ben & Jerry's in business. Because of this people resemble Rubix cubes. Often we twist and turn ourselves to match another's pattern, but in doing this we lose our own idiosyncracies. Chubby,... Continue Reading →